Biography of Margaret Kollmer
Have been writing ever since I discovered the fascination of words. Most of what I write falls into the poetry genre - perhaps mostly in humorous vein. I love satire but have to tame my spirit or I'd get shot, banished to a strange island or maybe even be scowled at.
Margaret Kollmer's Works:
Numerous magazine articles, poems, book reviews, etc.
To Make a Mocking Word Sing and get published!
Letters to Les - An encounter with grief.
11 South African Folk Tales in 11 Official Languages
Contributed to a humour column for over 15 years - writing limericks, parodies and sometimes some horrific little tales about Mary and her little lamb. Wonderful practice for all forms of writing!
Margaret Kollmer Poems
And Jesus Wept
'Lord, if You had been here, ' Mary Magdalen cried. 'Lord, if You had been here Lazaraus would not have died.'
A Crabby Old Woman!
What do you see, kids, what do you see? Are you thinking when you are looking at me... A crabby old woman, not very wise Uncertain of habit with faraway eyes.
Je t'aime by Paul Eluard
I have used this poem for many years as an ongoing French lesson. Little by little I have learned to understand it and one day I hope to translate it thoroughly! It is so beautiful. Je t’aime pour toutes les femmes que je n’ai pas connues
Mary Had a Little Lamb - Silly Verse!
Mary had a little lamb She chopped it into pieces Then changed the famous Mary rhyme: ‘I don’t know where yer fleece is.’
Came Winter Sadly
Exultantly last summer you yodelled my name - warm, warm was the sun.
My Little Feet (for my little granddaugh...
Someday soon, MY little feet will leave my Mummy's tum And someday soon, I will see: my tiny little bum. In baby-grows, my little feet, just as Mummy knows Will be warm in a cosy, cuddly place for wiggling brand-new toes.
Foreign Phrases Made Better
Originally, started by a New York magazine, here’s some fun with well known foreign words and phrases. By changing just a single letter you arrive at a totally different, and amusing, definition of a new phrase. Non compos mantis (Daft insect) Harlez-vous Francais? – Can you drive a French motorcycle?
Limericks of South African Towns and Pla...
To start with: A limerick writer's a fighter His rhymes must be tauter and tighter
Life of Pi - A Simply Marvellous Story b...
I loved the quirkiness of this delightful book; a thoroughly entertaining tale of a young boy whose life becomes a dream - or whose dream becomes his life. The first half of the book is devoted to some very original perceptions and personal philosophies as he mellows his way through the golden days of youth until the second half where suddenly he has to grow up in a hurry when he finds himself bobbing about on a lifeboat in the Atlantic ocean with a bengal tiger on board!
A New Democratic South Africa 1994
Blood intermingled with soil and sea Now the common bond of unity Triumph over sadness Courage makes us strong
Butterfly friend, how well do I know you How long will you stay is the question I ask Butterfly friend how well do you know me How long will you love me
At the Start of the War in Iraq
Now Idi Amin was Big Daddy And Saddam Hussein Bagh Daddy Both Daddies are baddies But another bad laddie
All Shades of Brown
Howdy, Ma, you said the day ou came back from the Border... but it wasn't the dull
Ntwa Dumela - The Lion Who Greets with F...
A poem by my grandson, Gregory on a tortuous crossing of Van Zyl's Pass in Namibia by his father and brother in a 4 x 4 called Ntwa Dumela. Greg says his Dad's name, too, should have been Ntwa Dumela as he, too, is a lion who greets with fire! (I can vouch for that!) Once there was a Landy Which came in rather handy
the night hours pass
until snug in the ageing palm
a nevoid fireball
bleary-eyed and belly full
bounces and bobs
on yesterday's wounds;
leaving me crowing
and breathing deeply
the taunting tang
of another crackerjack day.